The Spirit Wing Sutra can definitely be called a great encyclopedia of black magic. Confused. On the pages of the old metal books, nearly a thousand magical spells are inscribed in ancient Egyptian hieroglyphs, including summoning, sacrifice, curses, elements, death, and other types of powerful magic. Spells of mass destruction, known elsewhere as forbidden spells, can be found throughout this Egyptian book of supreme spells.

Great sandstorms, tornadoes, earth cracks, meteor summoning, undead plague, "all kinds of natural calamity-level terrifying spells are commonplace. At this moment, Jocks is not worried that there are too few spells, but that there are too many spells to choose from.

Reading these hieroglyphs, which contain a lot of magical power, was hard work for Jocks. Jox, who has too little understanding of the mystical knowledge of hieroglyphs, can only continue to read the content of spells and understand the power of spells through the resonance between magic and words.

For the first time, Jocks hated himself for not learning more ancient mystical texts, otherwise he wouldn't have had to work so hard and time-consumingly. Looking at the surrounding area that had become extremely empty, all the necromancers that Jox had accumulated since becoming a necromancer had been filled into the circle.

This conversion is irreversible to take out disposable. If it weren't for the fact that the situation was too dangerous, Jocks would never have embarked on a path. Seeing that the dark curtain of his undead was shrinking and thinning, Jox felt that there was not much time left.

A strange resolute emotion stirred in Jox's soul, and it was not his style to sit back and wait for death to die. The necromancer's shriveled fingers swept over the Black Book of the Undead, and the incantation of a tornado hurricane appeared in front of Jocks with the will of the jade to burn.

Jocks groaned hesitantly, this was a difficult decision for any life. Jox knew that his mana was running out, and that he couldn't satisfy the spell with this energy alone. In order to complete this catastrophic level of magic, Jocks must extract all the necromantic mana and soul energy from his last talisman, that is, the Bone Circle.

"It seems that there is no other choice! Huh". Looking at the dark canopy that had become more and more sparse, a few wisps of blood light floated in Jox's eyes, and the decisive mage had already made the most difficult choice in his reincarnation career.

A few thin holes through the dark canopy. Mu Yuchen's good vision allowed his gaze to peek into some of the scenes. At this moment, Jox's appearance also appeared in Mu Yuchen's eyes for the first time.

Jocks was now a model of a necromancer, half of its corpse-like head had begun to rot, and a red glow shot out of its eye sockets, full of madness and destruction. And on the other half of the face, which was still the appearance of a human being, Mu Yuchen read an almost indifferent calmness.

"It is worthy of being a strong man who can stalemate with the immortal sacrifice Immorton for half the night, such a demeanor is indeed far beyond ordinary people Mu Yuchen sighed quite shruggedly, and there was more self-expression in that appearance." Even such a strong man. Isn't it going to die at my hands? ”

Jox noticed Mu Yuchen's eyes. The mage took a slight look at his clothes and sorted them out rather magically. Jocks who restored his grooming to his satisfaction. Cast into the air with a look that bordered on longing, and after a rearmost glance at this worldly realm, the necromancer was about to act.

Mu Yuchen looked at the terrifying half-skeleton face. A look of surprise emerged. The smile was full of ecstasy, and Mu Yuchen also looked up at Lu, the powerful beam of light from outer space was rapidly weakening.

Nearly a minute and a half minutes have passed, and the attack satellites floating in Earth orbit have begun to disintegrate. The lasers that came down from the sky quickly dimmed, and after a few seconds they completely vanished. The Gobi, which had lost its laser light, dimmed. But a certain tension grew stronger

Finish.

What does a skeleton's smile look like? Mu Yuchen had never fantasized about this question, but this somewhat magical scene appeared in front of him now. On the side of Jocks' face, which still remained human, there was a muscle movement that a normal smile should have; On the other side of his face is a completely abstract image of flesh and blood.

Mu Yuchen couldn't restrain his laughter, Jocks' appearance was really funny. Mu Yuchen's smile was more mockery, mocking this guy who had always been very powerful, but at this time, he was still a little out of control. ,

Immersed in joy, Jox seemed to have forgotten, forgetting that less than a few hundred meters away from her, a group of reincarnators who had forced the Dark Souls into a corner were casting their fierce eyes.

After seeing the laser beam falling from the sky disappear, Jocks, who felt like he was in a desperate situation, was immersed in a surprise that was too sudden. The same fate that was so resolute a second ago has been left behind by him. Jocks' mind is now full of fields stabilized,... A figure glowing with purple-gold light suddenly flashed in front of Jocks' remaining dark canopy of less than fifty square meters.

As the thunder and lightning long knife in Lu Wu's hands swung out the first blow, countless thunderballs that made a crackling sound and shone with blue-purple brilliance collided with Qiaox, the already very weak realm-like skill.

The smile on Jox's face hadn't completely faded at this time, and Lu Wushuang's second and third blows collided again with hundreds of balls of lightning. Just before the necromancer could fully react, the thunder knife in Lu Wu's hands broke through the dark sky.

This was followed by the reversal of the magic of the class realm being broken, and Jox suddenly came down. The body was stooped as if it had been struck by a heavy hammer.

For Jocks, the disaster had just begun, after three consecutive stabs broke through the outer walls of the class field. Without any hesitation, Lu Wushuang entered the realm that had not yet been completely shattered. With the sound of the friction explosion of blue lightning and dark aura, Lu Wushuang faced Qiaox's body, and once again raised his arms to control the thunder knife and swung the fourth blow.

Of course, Mu Yuchen was not idle at this time. When Lu Wushuang broke through the Jox realm. Mu Yuchen had already noticed some of the white bone carpets that were exposed outside the dark sky due to the shrinkage of the realm. The rich magic and soul aura flowing in the bones made Mu Yuchen believe that the effect of this thing on Jox was absolutely extraordinary.

Several whistling cannonballs flew past Mu Yuchen's high-speed moving side, bursting into a flame of light that could melt steel after crashing into the pitch-black field.

Mu Yuchen didn't need to look back to know that even though he had all kinds of dissatisfaction with Lu Wushuang, the three fierce fire people, who were relatively weak in strength, still extended their helping hands in their own way to send the most powerful sacrifice to the crumbling dark sky.

This almost the most stubble attack pulled out a little bit of the magic power that was already becoming more and more scarce in the realm, and the entire black monster boiled violently.

Mu Yuchen's feet were already standing on the blanket of white bones, and the first telekinetic long sword was actually unable to pierce these hard bones that had been reinforced by magic power. Mu Yuchen's hands gripped the black and pure hilt of the sword. With the strength of ten thousand catties on both arms, he pierced the magic sword into the hard white bones underneath.

When the spiritual power entered through this gap, the strange energy fluctuations of the soul and the magic power intertwined appeared in Mu Yuchen's perception, and the power full of resentment and curse was so similar to the illusion in the ghost warrior, almost without him actively driving the ghost power and magic power, it was like a shark smelling blood.

Lu Wushuang, who understood how unfavorable his surroundings were, continued to launch a series of continuous offensives. In the darkness, Chang Wushuang's warrior intuition replaced the role of the senses, and after locking all his divine thoughts onto Jox, the girl's whistling long knife cleaved through the mist.

At this moment, Jocks activated nearly ten overlapping full-level bone armor spells, and the layers of bone shields tightly protected his body. The thunderball that was the first in Lu Wushuang's knife style had already collided, and the thunder attribute and the death attribute collided, and these two energies were blending and confronting each other.

Jocks knew that the danger was still not over. The intuition of a crisis that has been fought a hundred times is still beating. The thunder ball that went first dissolved nearly half of the white bone shield, but the true essence of this move had just appeared, and the will of Lu Wushuang's whole body had already been integrated into the knife, and the thunder knife, which was once a celestial soldier, cut off all the remaining white bone shields in an instant.

Jox had already equipped the next spell, and the bone elf roared and ricocheted out of his hand. met Lu Wushuang's blade. The two of them slid backwards a little at the same time in the explosion, and Lu Wushuang's sixth blow of the Purple Thunder** thundered and exploded Wuyue, the last blow that had already arrived, and it was also the most powerful blow.

As Lu Wushuang swung out with his last sword, countless extremely concentrated energy that had completely changed into black flew out. Jox began to uncontrollably extract the magic energy in the white bone circle under his feet, and continued to stack and launch it with all his might, which can be called the strongest skill of the necromancer's single skill.

Countless bone demons with mysterious whistling flew up in the hands that were knocked open, and these things seemed to have eyes, and they were all destroyed along with the overwhelming black thunderball. Eventually, a giant bone elf came to rest in Jox's hands. On the other side, Lu Wushuang, who relied on the thunderball to open the way. It's also come to a place close to Jocks.

Jocks continued to suppress his body, and the death power in the circle under his feet. Because of the time, the energy purification level in the circle has been greatly reduced. The remnants of the necromantic thoughts and grievances were mixed with necromantic energy and injected into Jox's body.